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@guiltymnd

[kitdeferramentas]

@pips-plants

[waraningyo]

HI GUYS! seeing as how i've been gone awhile, muse is back for nobara, and to officially celebrate me being off my long ass hiatus: i'm tossing out a new starter call, that all said, feel free to like this for a starter varying in length and arc! this is capped at 7. multis, feel free to specify muses, tysm!

[dogoftherevolution]

since hes too much of a coward, you do it. he wants to kiss you v. do you wanna kiss him?

i- he- i-

fuck, hard question, uh…

even if i do, would i ever have the chance? he’s so… and i’m just…

you get it, don’t you? please say you do-

— V.

[rpdepartment]

simple yet specific relationships & reverse starters meme!

send one of the followings emojis or prompts if you have ideas for relationships & plots when it comes to our muses, but you don't know how to start! in return, i'll go through either yours or my prompts and try to send you something to work with your wishes! feel free to send more of them at the same time too!!

note: with "my muse", we mean the sender's

NEUTRAL

🙂 a simple first meeting should work

🤭 my muse wants to know yours better

🤗 my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them /pos

🤔 my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them and has no strong feelings about them. yet.

😄 my muse is related or friend of someone your muse is friends with

😕 my muse is related or friend of someone your muse dislikes

😍 my muse is related or friend of someone your muse loves

PLATONIC & FAMILIAL

🐶 they could be friends!!!!

🐺 they were friends in the past, but lost contact with eachother

🐣 they're family!!!

🐔 my muse is a distant relative of yours

🐴 my muse is a fan of yours

🦝 my muse is an old friend who yours didn't see in a while

🐭 our muses are online friends

ROMANTIC & SEXUAL

❤️ my muse wants to kiss yours (in a romantic way)

💙 my muse has a one sided crush on yours

💚 our muses are exes

🧡 my muse used to have a crush on yours some time ago

💛 my muse wants to kiss yours (mostly in a sexy kind of way)

💜 our muses had a one night stand

🖤 our muses are fuckbuddies

ANTAGONISTIC & NEGATIVE

🥄 my muse doesn't know yours, but heard of them /neg

🔨 they should beat eachother up

💣 my muse hates yours

🗡️ our muses hate eachother

🔪 my muse is scared of yours

⛏️ they were friends in the past, but they had a serious fight

🪓 my muse wants to kill yours

WORK & SCHOOL

📅 they're forced to cooperate

📋 my muse wants yours to work for them

📚 our muses know eachother from school

📊 our muses know eachother from work

📌 my muse works for yours

📭 your muse works for mine

📖 my muse is or was your muse's teacher

OTHER ODDLY SPECIFIC SCENARIOS

🍉 they should work together to beat someone else up

🍋 our muses are in a fake relationship

🍏 my muse needs yours to pretend to be their partner

🍒 my muse is famous, and i'd love to see yours reaction to see them

🍓 my muse is a troublemaker and yours find them after a fight

🍇 my muse is sad for any reason and crosses paths with yours

🍊 my muse catches yours doing something illegal

[kitdeferramentas]

@fantasfly

JENNIFER’S BODY (2009) dir. Karyn Kusama

[changenameno]

Ready, set…oh? PART 2

(Complete, link to the first part down below ⬇️ )

 Summary:
August didn’t date. He really didn’t, mostly because he wasn’t interested in dating and because of his job. Unfortunately he also couldn’t get you out of his mind. The way you had approached him, your pretty face, simply everything about you, intrigued him…


Pairing: August Walker & Fem. Reader

Warnings: a lot of awkwardness and nervousness, cursing, mostly fluff

Word count: 1.2K
 

A/N: Well since a few people asked for a continuation, here we go. Really hope you’ll like it. Any mistakes are my own. Reblogs and comments are much appreciated! Thank you and enjoy❤️✨


!Fallout: Mission Impossible and Agent August Walker are not my own creation!
 

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(In case you’ve missed PART 1)

 

PART 2

He was lying wide away in his bed, angrily staring at the ceiling.

Why? Why couldn’t he forget about you? What made you so special, that his mind kept replaying your encounter again and again? It had been two weeks. He should be over it by now.

 

 

It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen a beautiful woman before. But you, well you were something else. He could feel it, there was so much more about you than just your looks, and for some reason he really wanted to find out what lay hidden beneath the dazzling surface that was your beauty.

 

 

So here he was contemplating, overthinking, suffering, within the stifling four walls of his bedroom.

 

The little piece of paper with your phone number on it, laying on his bedside table. Mocking him.

 

 

He still hadn’t called you. Why? He didn’t know. August furrowed his brows, frustration clear on his face. He’d had enough, so he hit the mattress with his fist, as if that’d stop his musings. But at least he was sure now, what he needed to do in the morning. He was not going to lose even more sleep over this, over you.

 

 

 

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You yawned, patting barefooted over the cold tiles of your kitchen, to turn on your coffeemaker. It was still early for a Saturday, but your cat, Mr. Fluff, wanted - no demanded - to be fed. He’d basically screamed at you, to get up, which you had given in to, after an hour of his scratching at your door combined with more meows.

 

 

Very satisfied with himself, he was now lazing on your couch, purring innocently, as if he hadn’t been the reason you’d been awake since six o’clock. You shook your head at him, smiling though, he was too adorable to stay mad at anyway.

 

 

The beeping of your coffeemaker sounded, as the hot beverage poured into your mug. You grabbed it, making your way over to Mr. Fluff, plonking down next to him on the couch. His bright green eyes blinked up at you, then he gracefully got up and snuggled into your lap.

You began petting him, stroking his white fur underneath his chin, the way he liked it, immediately rewarding you with intensified purring. You chuckled softly, murmuring to yourself, “Well you’re lucky you’re cute, you know?”

 

 

Suddenly your phone rang, making you flinch at the loud noise. Mr. Fluff scrambled to get away from the offending, rectangular thing laying to your right. You sighed, a bit disappointed that he’d left your lap, but curious as to who’d call you at this hour. Briefly glancing at the number on your screen, you noted that you didn’t know the caller, but you answered anyway.

 

 

Stating your name and then, “Yeah, hello?”

 

“Ah fucking shit… no…um…sorry…I…fuck.”

 

 

The person on the other end sounded very surprised, stumbling over their words, continuously swearing. Voice deep and growly. You didn’t quite know what was happening that justified the string of curses leaving them, but it amused you somewhat.

 

 

Disrupting the swearing with your burning question, “Erm, alright, sorry, but who is this?”

 

 

You could hear an intake of breath and then,” Oh yeah. Um… I’m August Walker. I…no, you…you gave me your number.”

 

 

He sounded very unsure, the last sentence more of a question than anything. And you had to admit, you still had no idea who he was. When had you given someone named, August Walker your number?

 

 

“I’m very sorry, but I don’t know anyone named August Walker?”

 

 

He huffed, more than a little annoyed with himself, for behaving the way he was. August had been awake the entire night to formulate the perfect plan. He wanted to call you really early, to purposefully miss you and be able to leave a message on your voicemail. This way he could structure his sentences without sounding like a robotic arse or a complete moron.

 

 

Unfortunately his plan had backfired the moment he’d heard your sweet voice, greeting him. You’d picked up the phone. August had not thought about the possibility of you being awake this early, so his response was one of pure panic.

 

 

What was he supposed to say? He felt like he’d forgotten any and every word and sentence, he’d so carefully prepared beforehand. Tongue sticking to the roof of his suddenly very dry mouth, making it even harder to formulate a normal sentence.

 

 

“Erm, hello? You still there?”

 

 

Damn it. He had waited too long to answer, making him look even more like a fool.

Trying to calm his erratically beating heart, he exhaled, then finally thought of something to say, “Yeah, sorry I’m still on. And yeah technically you don’t know me, at least not by name. But you gave me your number, about two weeks ago?”

 

 

Not able to contain your own excitement you blabbed, “Oh my god, it’s you, isn’t it? From the café?”

The second you’d uttered those words, you wanted to slap yourself. You sounded as eager as a little puppy. Well to be fair you were eager. But there was no need for the insanely hot guy on the other line, to know that. Before you could continue to chide yourself, his deep chuckle interrupted, making something inside you tingle pleasantly.

 

 

“Yes that’s me.” He was relieved you remembered him and he’d noticed how chipper you sounded, making him more confident all of sudden, adding flirtatiously, “Mmh, was afraid, you’d forgotten all about me for a second there.”

 

 

Your face burned, heat crawling up your neck, at his light teasing. Now that you knew who you were speaking to, it was you, who was having trouble stringing sentences together, “Um… yeah sorry about that. But I… I certainly remember you.”

 

 

He loved how shy and timid you suddenly sounded, very cute, “No need to apologise, darling.”

 

 

Swallowing thickly, you leaned your forehead against your tucked up knees, needing all the physical support you could get. Had he just called you darling? Oh. Oh no. Just that simple pet name had you buzzing happily.

 

 

Chirping back, “O-Okay. Well it’s nice that you’ve called, August.”

 

 

“Going somewhere?”

 

 

“What…um, no? Why?”

 

 

“Just checking. I know it’s a bit spontaneous,” and definitely not what he’d initially planed, but he really needed to see you, “but I was wondering, if you wanted to grab a bite to eat? Go somewhere for breakfast? Maybe in about an hour, in the café we’ve met?”

 

 

His heart drummed away in his chest, desperately awaiting your answer. The longer your silence stretched, the more he doubted his suggestion, wanting to take it back, as he didn’t want to come off, as too forward.

Though your sweetest of replies, saved him from his painful, tentative musings.

 

 

“I’d love to.”

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[kitdeferramentas]

˗ˋˏ 🔨 ˎˊ˗ Six feet tall and super strong.

[goddamnmuses]

Long Ass Starter Call Thing

Soo here are a bunch of icons. Send an icon and get a starter! (It’ll probably be a one liner).  Feel free to do this even if we’ve not interracted or if we already have 10000 things on the go, just go for it. If you want something specific then feel free to specify or if you see this you also have permission to just throw a starter at me.

Harry Potter Muses: 🐍 = Salazar Slytherin Marvel Muses: 🦝 = Rocket Raccoon 🕸 = Peter Parker 🕷️ = Older Peter 🌯 = Wade Wilson 🏃‍♂️ = Pietro Maximoff 🖕🏾 = Aaron Davis 💰 = Harry Osborn 🔨 = Thor Odinson 👊 = Marcus Milton DC Muses & Lucifer because.. I guess?: 😈 = Lucifer Morningstar 🦇 = Bruce Wayne 🦸 = Clark Kent 🪲 = Jaime Reyes 🪁 = Charles Brown iZombie Muse: 👨‍⚕️ = Ravi Chakrabarti Archer Muse: 🥍  = Sterling Archer Misfits Muse: 🥴 = Nathan Young God of War Muse: 🪓 = Kratos Star Wars Muses: �� = Darro Orniel Dragon OC: 🐲 = Draco The Boys Muse: 🔪 = Billy Butcher Invincible Muse: 🩸  = Mark Grayson The Witcher Muse: ⚔️ = Roufast of Alba Sonic The Hedgehog Muse: 🦔 = Shadow The Hedgehog Dragon Age Muse: 🛡️ = Aedan Cousland OTHER: 🎰 = One of my 'potential muses' (Will be random if not specified) 🎲 = A random muse.

[kitdeferramentas]

@dylanhaites & @archibvlds

kate’s thirty, flirty and thriving results

top 30 television families

2.) anthony & benedict & colin bridgerton (bridgerton)

[fantrollology]

psionics and psychics ask meme!

an ask meme for opening the box on psionics, psychics, and otherwise super-abled characters in the community. send a symbol & specify a muse! :)

✍️ how would you describe what your abilities are?

✨ when did you first discover your abilities? how?

☀️ what do you use your abilities for most of the time?

🧘 do you spend much time practicing your abilities?

🧪 do you experiment with or push the limits of your abilities much?

💢 do your abilities have downsides? how do you deal with them?

⛰️ what are some limits of your abilities?

🗑️ if you had the choice, would you get rid of your abilities?

♻️ is there anyone youd trade abilities with, downsides and all?

🧠 what does it feel like to use your abilities?

⭐ whats your favorite thing about your abilities?

🔨 when was a time your abilities came in handy?

📏 when was a time your abilities got you in trouble?

🩺 have you ever been to a doctor about your abilities?

🤖 have you ever considered mods to enhance your abilities?

👨‍💼 do you use your abilities in your occupation?

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 have you ever met someone else with your same abilities?

[misshcrror]

❪ ⠀ ⠀ STARTER CALL !!! ⠀ ⠀ ❫.

para um starter com yasemin escolha um emoji com a situação:

🔨: yasemin e MUSE estão procurando por locais estratégicos e para montar as armadilhas ao redor da ilha. (2/2, bora de dracmas?)

🌱: a ruiva estava passando pelos jardins quando MUSE decidiu tirar uma das flores e ser atacado por uma planta carnivora, sobrando para yasemin a salvar muse.

🎮: pronte para embarcar numa aventura com uma garota que não aceita perder? pois yasemin convidou MUSE para o fliperama e só sai de lá depois que bater todos os recordes.

🛥️: yasemin quer mesmo descobrir se o colete leva alguém de volta a praia durante o passeio de barco e quem sabe tentar empurrar MUSE dali, ou quem sabe o contrário?

🚗: yasemin nunca dirigiu na vida, mas isso não a impediu de pegar um dos carrinhos de dois lugares e sair por ai... bem, meio desgovernada e quase atropelar MUSE sem querer.

como também estou procurando cnn pra desenvolver o poder dela, se alguém quiser se voluntariar pra ser vitima no meio do paraíso to aceitando <3

[kitdeferramentas]

@pips-plants

Same Phoebe, same.

FRIENDS 6.01: “The One After Vegas"

[storiesbreathed]

it’s an emoji based starter call , ttrpg / bg 3 / cr / d20 edition! : react with one or multiple to let me know who you want a starter from, specify your muses if you are a multi! ( note : can and will adapt any and all characters into a bg3 & cr setting so if you have one you want, let me know )

also note : all of these will be put in a queue when i write them and will slowly be dropped onto the dash!

if you cannot send an emoji just toss out who you want :)

📖~ allura vysoren  

🎶~ ariverane laraethahl ( bio [ bg3 verse tbt but is same as gen ] ) : drow. college of lore bard. runaway noble / haunted one.

🪄~ astrid becke

👊~ beauregard lionett

🦋~ binx choppley

🧚‍♂️~ joy brecklyn galliot (full bio tbt temp HERE ) : “fetch” ( fey replacement for stolen child ). fighter warlock. haunted one.

💰~ cyriel ( bio tbt ) : high elf. thief rouge. from the book kith & kin

🧙‍♀️~ delilah briarwood

🌸~ fearne calloway 

🌊~ fjord stone

✨~ gwendolyn zahra melanie von musel de rolo ( bio tbt ) : child of percival and vex’ahlia de rolo- tiefling sorcerer

⛈️~ imogen temult

🎸~ kaylie shorthalt

🧵~ laudna 

🟣~ laerryn coramar-seelie

🔨~ leona pike de rolo ( bio tbt ) : child of percival and vex’ahlia de rolo. rouge artificer fighter gunslinger. noble.

🌕~ lyriel ( bio ) bg3 verse tbt  : drow. champion of the moonweaver. bard / trickster cleric. noble.

🕸️~ opal 

☀️~ pike trickfoot 

⚡️~ tanila sommers ( bio bg3 verse tbt - similar to bio ) : fallen assimar. wild magic sorcerer. haunted one. daughter of kord?

🗡️~ vax’ildan vessar

🏹~ veth brenotto / nott the brave

⚔️~ wyll ravengard

[oflostinfound]

BLINDSIDED (about Grimbright!)

GLIMPSES OF THE PAST BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Akram- Akram please please I am begging you-- You have to help me! ❞

The incubus leans heavily on one side of the door frame, yellow eyes locked with the goat-like daemon in front of him. He's panting, dark blood is trickling down from his nose. Hands clasped together, literally begging, as he trembles on his doorstep.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ I know it's bad! I know he's looking for me but please- I can't go back. I can't! If you knew what he did- ❞

He reaches forward with a gloved hand, to try to take hold of the other man's, but he pulls away.

|| 🔨 ||: ❝ Bright- ❞

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ I don't have anywhere else to go. I can't go back to where I used to work- that's where he first found me. I can't go to the orphanage I- You're- you're all I have left. You're the only person who's cared, who doesn't look at me like I'm a monster, or an object- Please- ❞

The man's hand meet Grimbright's shoulders, and he freezes suddenly, wincing at the contact, wide yellow eyes staring up at him from under his hood.

|| 🔨 ||: ❝ Yavuz, if this were any other time-- But things are... complicated now. ❞

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Complicated? How can anything be so complicated that you can't- ❞

His eyes drift over the man's shoulder, catching just a glimpse, a flash of green hair as it vanishes quickly around the corner. An all too familiar sash, something only a certain Prince would wear, draped over one of the dining room chairs within his house.

|| 🔨 ||: ❝ I'm sorry. I have a family to think about- ❞

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ A family? ❞

His heart aches, hearing that. Of course. Of course he wasn't part of that. A family. Families were a lie.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Akram please- I- I love you. Please. ❞

Take me in, let me be part of your family. Help me help me help me help me-

|| 🔨 ||: ❝ ... I'm sorry. ❞

The man pushes Grimbright back gently, retrieving his hands from the incubus's shoulders and casting a solemn glance through the crack in the door... before it shuts completely and locks.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ No-- No no no NO PLEASE- AKRAM! ❞

He bangs both firsts on the door as he falls to his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks as his forehead makes contact with the closed door. The only reason he moves is the sound of riders, some of his guards, searching for him.

They were going to tear this outskirt village apart, if they realized he was here at all. Vasilis never liked like loosing what he had marked as his.

So he starts running as fast as his legs could carry him until he could run no further, until he had to duck into a barn and hide among the hay to avoid being discovered by the riders and their beasts.

Curled into a ball, sobbing into his knees. Alone. Unwanted. Cast aside.

Plotting vengeance for this betrayal.

[dogoftherevolution]

“hello! i believe im already a known figure around here but the name’s vander, silco and felicia seemed to be having fun and i decided i would take a look and see what this social media business was all about.”

(he smiles)

“don’t be afraid to ask questions, i believe there’s a button here somewhere for it… either way, have fun, don’t be weird, and make this enjoyable for all of us”

— V.

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(//ooc)

haii! i am @wholisticballistics and will be the person behind this account! this was very much inspired by the amazing work other rpers and ask blogs have been doing here, much love to all of you guys and all of those who interact with them!

young vander, he’s single, he’s kinda stupid and ready to mingle! we don’t talk about his crush on his best friend okay-

i believe i’ve made it so asks are on, but i am not the most tech savvy person, so if it isn’t working, don’t be afraid to let me know.

tags to note:

🔨 = vander answering, speaking etc, any post of his

🐁 = ash (me) whenever i gotta get on here n say something

byes!